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I post for myself and the 3 depressed women that agree with everything I say
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no one quite psychoanalyzes like daughters do when looking at their mothers
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WHERE is that poem about that person learning all about their partners hyperfixation before getting dumped the last line is like "love is a stack of books on my nightstand with a bookmark near the end" I need it to feel whole help me please
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Frank O'Hara, from Selected Poems; “Biotherm (for Bill Berkson)”
[Text ID: the moon is rising I am always thinking of the moon rising / I am always thinking of you]
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Sue Zhao // Dialogues on Love #4 // “Maybe I already do”
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You ever just... yell about #lingerie??
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50% #mood, 49% #ask to tag, 1% dumbass.
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there’s something about the sight of steps leading down into the water. it feels like the ocean telling me to come home
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paper-fairy:
“My serene heart: a peach blossom carried off by the current.”
— Inés Arredondo, from “The Silent Words,” Underground River and Other Stories (University of Nebraska Press, 1996)
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